Вчера был День Рождения! Дневник Tom_Violence
- 2 27.07.2007
- Contact
- Around the fountain, there are not benches but metal chairs. At this time of day...
- 0 05.02.2007
- Passing
- and there was nothing in the world to be fought for. if there were change in th...
-О себе
and their taut, translucent skin wound around one another’s,
as thin grey blood flowed slowly between their wounded forms,
laid together, heartsick, their unspoken lies became substantialised.
they’d fought to occupy a reality they thought could occupy them,
their shared daydreams, lustrous, challenged for substantiality,
yet their convergence, as an act, channelled only unreal magic.
they’d bleed together unendingly, if their hearts allowed,
until form forsaken, their lithe, woven forms merged eternally,
and, unestranged, their contact coloured the unscattered daylight.
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